Big Boy Breakfast

I bought a booster seat to take with us to restaurants and for when we travel, but I have also been using it at home so Dylan can sit at the table with us. It's so much easier than having to hold him on my lap while we eat. Also better than having him stand at my side like a dog begging for scraps. Here he is having his second breakfast (he drinks milk and then sits at the table and eats with us) this morning. His dad makes him a "cappuccino" (just the milk foam) and he gets a couple of cookies. Italian breakfasts are notoriously sweet but I am compromising on letting him have a few bland cookies. I've put my foot down on Nutella and snack cakes. Italians insist that kids need "a lot of energy" in the morning and that's how they justify feeding their kids sugary crap, but I am not buying it.

As soon as he hears the milk foaming, he starts anticipating the arrival of cookies! Here he is smacking his lips, saying "yummy, yummy" and banging his empty plate.

Dylan's "cappuccino" and cookies